[Verse 1: Fredro Starr (Sticky Fingaz) {Sonsee}]
It had to be about eight o'clock (Uh huh, uh huh)
When niggas sprayed the block, it's mad hot
Yo half the spot got locked
(What? Who got shot?)
My little nigga Bill from down the hill
We had a one three five
I heard he might not survive (Aw, damn)
He caught one in his leg
Two shots hit him in his upper (What?)
Part of his chest, two inches above his vest
Heard you next (I'm next?)
That's the word in the projects
(What? Them niggas ain't no threat
They'll whole set'll get wet
Yo go get the AK, and my two nines with the silencers
And at seven thirty, y'all niggas meet me at Veronica's)
Aight, no doubt, yo be safe, yo nigga I'm out
{Let me talk to him, let me talk to him}
Yo yo Stick hold up, yo yo yo Stick, talk to Son
(Aight, aight) Don't even wet that done, yo I'm bringin mad guns
{Ay yo Stick, that's my word
It might be them niggas from Riverside
Cuz I heard they knew somethin
About how my little nigga died}
(Who who, little Dave with the red car?)
{Yeah, he had beef up there
With the same ones we seen at the strip arcade
With the scar by his head}
(Aight aight, get the big shit, no bullshit, it's time to flip
And I'll see y'all niggas later, be safe)
{No doubt, aight kid}
Then they jumped in the Expo
Aiyyo Son slow down, we got mad techs yo
Fuck that I'm vexed yo!
Yeah I know, I know but chill, let alone and chill
We meet the gods so we can bill on these niggas for real
It was a half an hour drive 'fore they finally arrive
Veronica came to the door, she smiled and said

[Veronica]
Hi, hi! Step inside, get out the rain get dry
Sticky's in the back playing pool by the sauna

[Verse 2: Fredro Starr (Sticky Fingaz) {Sonsee} *Veronica*]
We stepped in the back all I smelled was marijuana
(Yo what's up?) Yo nigga what's up
(You know I don't give a fuck
Them niggas time's up
You got them two nines or what?)
No doubt, I bought it all out
{Kid I'm ready to go to war!}
(Ay yo yo yo, chill let's play it smart
And catch em by surpriseWe'll do it on the ninjas
In the mornin before the sunrise
Ay yo Veronica, *Yes?* yo gimme some beers
And cook me some food, I'm starvin)
*Ok, alright darlin*
Yo Stick, what's up with this bitch?
(I'm startin to like this chick)
Yo she a bad bitch
{Yeah, plus her dad is rich}
(Yo fuck it, rack it up
C'mon lemme bust your ass
Nine ball)
Yeah aight, put your money where your mouth is
Winner take all
{Ay yo, I got next, pass me a Beck's and a philly
Cuz this L we bout to puff is for my nigga Billy}
A hour passed
*Dinner's ready* What's to eat?*I made spaghetti in clam sauce*
(See? She know I'm the damn boss)
*I'ma go upstairs and lay down
You guys enjoy your meal*
{Yo how many rooms this spot got? This crib is ill}
Ay yo this food is slammin, god
She cook like she black
(Yeah, and after this I'mma go upstairs and tear out her back)

(After three nut, then fell the fuck out
Cuz in the mornin gotta take care of this b-i
No doubt)

Wake up motherfuckers!

[Fredro Starr]
Oh shit! What did I see?
Five niggas pointin guns at me (.?.) and Sonsee
*Fuck that! Shut the fuck up!
Nigga get the fuck on the floor!*
Hit me dead in the jaw
With the chrome four four

[Sticky Fingaz]
Woke up the next mornin, couldn't hardly sleep last night
Oh shit my two nines is missin, wait something ain't right
Where the fuck that bitch go? Damn that ho!
Wait, I know, that bitch in the kitchen praly makin me something to eat
But still wearin my heat
Fuck it I'mma wake these niggas up so we can go hit the street
I went downstairs, couldn't believe my eyes
I seen Veronica with three guys twice my size
They all had guns but I was gatless
Last thing I saw was the kid with the scar
And then I seen blacknessRemember thinkin', how the fuck they know?
Oh, Veronica